Movies of All Story Times

My daughter can still see me. Everyone else sees only an empty room. Before I died, I told her one thing: "Don't tell Daddy Mommy's dead." The Alpha who once loved me thinks I abandoned our child and disappeared again. He's hunting me across the packs, promising the cruelest revenge. The only problem? I'm already standing beside him... as a ghost. When he finally discovers the body they pulled from the river, will regret come too late?

Ella’s sister gives birth to the most dangerous baby in the North, then vanishes through a forbidden portal, leaving Ella to take the blame. The child bears the silver mark of Cole Darkmane, the ruthless Alpha no one dares to cross. Refusing to become her sister’s shield, Ella storms into Cole’s hall and drops the newborn in front of him. But the Alpha’s son won’t stop crying unless Ella holds him. As enemies circle, her sister returns to claim the baby, the title, and the life Ella never asked to risk.

On her wedding day, Selene was framed, rejected by the Alpha King, stripped of her crest, and exiled by her own mother. Everyone believed the cursed silver-eyed girl had disappeared forever. Fifteen years later, she returns as the Empress of the Sacred Dominion, ruling the continent’s richest crystal mines from a dragonbone throne. But when her adopted son brings home the daughter of the woman who stole her life, Selene refuses to forgive. Old enemies gather, buried lies surface, and one by one, those who betrayed her discover that the girl they destroyed has become the queen they must fear.

At the engagement banquet, the Dark Lord Darius lifted my veil, his eyes filled with disgust. “The woman I wanted to marry is dead. Yet you are still alive.” He blindfolded me, forbidding me to speak, forbidding me to raise my head. That night, I cried away all the tears of my past life. Reborn, I returned to the day he mistook someone else for the one who had saved him. My sister Elise was pretending to be me, accepting his marriage contract in my place. This time, I knelt before the Duchess first. “Please, Madam, arrange my marriage as soon as possible too.” Later, I married the northern Frost Lord, a man infamous for his cold-blooded cruelty. On the day of my wedding, Darius fought his way to my bridal carriage.

I called 911 because I accidentally handcuffed myself to my bed. I expected a locksmith. Instead, my ex-boyfriend kicked down my door—with three firefighters behind him. He thinks another man tied me up and abandoned me. Then I blurt out, "No, I didn't use protection." Now he's furious, jealous, and refusing to believe the truth. My biggest embarrassment just became his biggest misunderstanding... and neither of us is ready for what comes next.

My scholar husband Edmund sold me for 300 bucks to hunter Rowan, a cruel fate every village woman feared. I waited for brutal mistreatment, but he brought wild flowers, stewed chicken and swore to give me time. My greedy in-laws sneaked in at night, beat me and stole his rare white pheasants, ruining Edmund’s exam future. Broken-handed, drunk and drowning, he begged for forgiveness at our grand wedding. Yet I held Rowan’s hand—this contracted wife finally earned a real, warm marriage of my own.

Lyra Vane once loved Alpha Silas enough to give him eight years, her loyalty, and her future crown. But when the noble Elara claims to be his destined mate, Silas turns Lyra into a nameless human prisoner, destroys her face, and leaves her bleeding for another woman’s lies. Lyra buys her own death, escapes as Zoe Miller, and rebuilds a dangerous new life in Grayiron Town. When Silas discovers the truth, his regret becomes obsession. But the woman he finds is no longer his Lyra. She is free, scarred, and done begging to be loved.

For seven years, Lena gave everything to Alpha Damian Blackwood: her love, her power, and the royal protection that kept his Pack alive. But every time his first love Celeste cried, Damian chose her instead. On the night of Lena’s seventh rejection, he forces her to give up her Luna title so Celeste can steal her place. This time, Lena doesn’t beg. She signs the agreement with her true name: Lena Ashburn, the last heir of a lost royal bloodline. As Damian’s Pack collapses, Lena rises from betrayed Luna to untouchable Queen.

Six years ago, beneath a flowering tree, Sera spent a single night with a man whose face she never saw—and conceived twin girls. Ten months later, her own sisters cut one infant from her womb, threw her off a cliff, and told her the child was dead and the man would never come. Sera survived the fall, awakened the golden phoenix bloodline within her, and alone gave birth to and raised her other daughter, Luna. The man, and all her tenderness, she buried deep in her heart. What she never knew: the daughter torn from her, Nova, was still alive—raised as his own by the very man from that night, Cael, the Dragon Lord of Drakenfall. Cael had been deceived too, told the mother of his child had died in childbirth. For six years he searched for her, and touched no other woman. Six years later, Sera returns with her daughter to take revenge on the family that destroyed her life. Cael conceals his identity as the Dragon Lord and stays at her side as a humble lamplighter—guarding her in silence, never daring to speak a word. And the two daughters, sharing one face and hidden behind masks, recognize each other—and their parents—and one careful step at a time, nudge these estranged lovers back toward one another. When the blade of vengeance finally turns toward Drakenfall, the stolen child appears before them all, and her golden eyes lay bare every lie: the man Sera hated for six years, the man she believed dead, had been standing within arm's reach the whole time. Love and hatred detonate together amid blood and fire—until a family of four stands shoulder to shoulder at last, to reclaim the six years that were stolen from them.

I was born blind, but I could see every soul. In my last life, I used that gift to put Leon on the throne. He repaid me with poisoned wine, buried my sister as queen, and left my body for wild dogs. When I woke at the ball where princes chose brides, Leon had been reborn too. He chose Vanessa and laughed at the “useless blind girl.” Good. This time, I picked Duke Silas, the so-called cripple with the soul of a true king, and put the right man on the throne beside me.